So Help Me God

"No, I haven't"

I thought it best to start by answering those who may think I've lost my senses.

Makes perfect sense - to the senseless

Is it just me, or does anyone else get annoyed when they hear someone say "God Help Me" ?

I often feel like saying;

"If there were a god, would She/He/It  ( I'll use the acronym SHit for expediency)  help YOU with your trivial problem when SHit doesn't help the millions of children around the world dying of malnutrition, fatal diseases and war ?"

Such as this poor little child who just happened to be born in the wrong place

Or;

"Are you so special as to deserve the help that your god does not afford to the countless others who need it much more than you do?"

Such as...

Victims of natural disasters...

and of wars...

often caused by tribal and religious differences

Or even;

"Do you NOT think little girls being savaged by Female Genital Mutilation in parts of the Muslim World deserve more help than you?"

Or "Jewish babies having their foreskins removed for no other reason than cultural/religious dogma?"

Even "Christian baby girls having their ears pierced (maybe less painful than the examples above but still) for decorative reasons and motives rooted in early Christianity?"

That's child abuse!

If those believers who commit these vile acts on helpless children really believe humans are created in god's image then why do they feel the need to rectify the works of creation? Are you all saying your god made a mistake? If you are, surely that's blasphemy!

Now, if I were a believer, I'd feel guilty asking SHit for help with my trivial and less deserving problems.

I'd hate to think SHit may just grant my wish to solve the morning traffic chaos or abate the loud music from my neighbour's house instead of helping with the more urgent and serious cases.

How can anyone who believes in SHit believe SHit gives a shit?

To make matters worse, people in different parts of the world invoke different gods! Different gods depending on where they were born and indoctrinated. And most absurdly, they all think their god is the right one.

One thing is certain: They can't all be right.

But they can all be wrong. Of this I have no doubt.

Talking of doubts, Henry Charles Bukowski Jr once said, and I quote;

"The problem with the world is that the intelligent are full of doubts while the idiots are full of certainties"

He should have added a foot note stating "Not applicable to Atheists"

And to all those believers out there I say:

"With all the suffering pictured above, and many more tragedies constantly blighting our planet, what on earth are your gods doing about it?

If SHit is incapable of helping, why bother following, or worse still, invoking the help of such a useless shit?

Beggars belief.

Beyond belief alright.

:(

Beauty is more than skin deep

Admiring beauty is a perplexing emotion. I think it is an emotion exclusive to humans - but I may be wrong.

In Nature we often see animals, especially birds, who appear to develop beautiful plumage to attract a mate, but do those creatures actually feel enthralled and mesmerised by beauty as we do?

Humans appear to have slightly varying tastes as far as admiring beauty is concerned, particularly when it comes to other people, but we also have a lot in common when it comes to Nature's works of art.

Take for instance the following photos:

The eye: One of Nature's masterpieces

The graceful elegance of a bird in flight

Refreshing...yet warm

Nature's powerful pyrotechnic displays

Lilac snow and red sky: Paul Gauguin must have painted it

The sizzling, sensual Cheryl Cole - enchants most boys... and some girls

I don't know about you lot, but all the images above evoke within me feelings of wonderment, awe, fascination, incredulity and astonishment.

Surely it's not just me...is it?

:)

The Science of Dreams

I've never been one to dream much. In fact I'd say I'm only aware of dreaming, or at least remember dreaming, once a month at most.

I do however, have a recurring dream/nightmare, that's not really a dream, but happens while I'm in a twilight state between sleep and wakefulness. A possible third state of awareness that has until now, never been written about or explained fully.(see link below)

It happens a few times a year, thankfully, but that's a few times too many.

I am asleep, then wake up but can't move. Paralysed, frozen to the bed, for what seems an eternity. As each second ticks by, anxiety grows, and I make some sort of inhuman, groaning sounds, as if pleading for anyone to rescue me by waking me up fully. I desperately want to escape this state of helplessness and paralysis. 

This all started many years ago, can't exactly remember when, after reading some article about a small percentage of patients, who, while under the knife and anaesthetised, remember and feel the operation but are unable to communicate with the surgeons to stop the procedure. I was a very curious child, and often read articles and books, especially medical science articles, that were meant for much older audiences. The though of that scenario in an operating theatre ever happening to me, filled me with horror, and instilled a phobia-like dread of surgery. That, I believe, was what set off these unpleasant dreams that have haunted me ever since. 

You can imagine how delighted I was to read this morning an article from BBC News depicting this condition, and that research is being carried out by Prof. Pandit of Oxford University Hospital.

Once again, science comes to the rescue and will, as it always has, provided me with answers to most of life's dilemmas.

How can so many people, mostly those of religious persuasion, be anti-science? The world is half-full of science-sceptics who wrongly blame science for many of society's woes.

You have all heard the illogical arguments of those science-haters who mention nuclear weapons as one of sciences worst inventions. Do those people refuse medical treatments such as radio therapy when cancer strikes? I don't think so. Yet radio-therapy, a treatment that saves countless lives daily,would not have come about without the nuclear research embarked upon for military reasons.

Science is neither good nor evil. Science has no ulterior motives or hidden agendas. Science is knowledge through research and experiment. Science is what sets humans apart from all other creatures on our planet. 

To hate science is to hate knowledge.

To hate science for the weapons it has created is like hating water for causing death by drowning of so many people. Or hating fire for the same reason. Or hating the sun for the skin cancer it can cause.

It is illogical and pathetic to hate or even to be suspicious of science. 

Science has given us all the mod-cons we have today that enhance our quality of life.

Science has given us medical treatments that have extended our lifespan by 50% in the last 200 years.

Science will, eventually, prove the non existence of gods and ghosts and all other silly superstitious nonsense that shackle so many people to blissful ignorance.

Science is the residence of all human knowledge.

Do you agree?

:)

 

The Turning Point

The body count continues to rise after a weekend of mindless butchery around the world.

Like a plague threatening all humanity, this time around the pestilence it is not being spread by rats but by indoctrinated men and women whose hearts are filled with hatred and whose brainwashed minds are damaged by religious fanaticism.

The modern-day Inquisitors bear modern weapons and wear the sign of the red crescent.

A lifetime misspent studying a fictitious holy book has turned poorly-educated and academically inept misfits into savage killers. Killers who are ready and willing to die and kill for the myth that is religion.

Despite the increasing carnage and wanton destruction, I believe we are reaching a turning point in the war against religious terrorism with the help of President Putin . Russia's diplomatic efforts to prevent the West from launching an invasion into Syria might just turn out to be the best foreign policy move to ever come from Moscow.

A poll carried out last month shows that the majority of British people are not willing to allow their army to go to war in Syria.

I'm delighted with that.

If the West attacks Syria it would mean helping the Sharia Law barbarians of the Moslem Brotherhood, ISIS and Al Qaeda to topple the nasty (but at least secular) dictator, President Assad.

What a waste of money and life that would be!

The Syrian opposition forces have stooped to a new low, executing captured Army prisoners in front of their own children. Doesn't bode well for the future generations.

Who on earth would want to help these cold-blooded killers?

Sadly, in a land devoid of choices, Assad appears to be the lesser of two evils.

 

The Rested Mind of a Restless Man

How strange it is to be at peace with the world and to have no desire to rant!

So many injustices around, from human rights abuses to feckless wars, from hypocrisy to superstition, and yet the burning desire to complain seems to have deserted me. Temporarily.

Hence my recent absence from blogland.

I hardly recognise myself, of late.

I'm almost completely happy!I always see the beauty around me and avoid the unpleasant and the ugly.

I refuse to spend my precious free time with negative people.

My favourite blog of the moment is The Japing Ape. And that's because it is  full of humour, colourful prose,  light-hearted banter and quirky self-mockery. Very much like how I feel at present.  I recommend that blog  to anyone who wants to laugh at the outrageous attempts of certain celebrities to draw attention to themselves, as beautifully described by the highly intuitive and talented anthropologist, Gorilla Bananas.

But surely a scathing attack IS on it's way.

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Are any of you blog friends familiar with my present state of mind? You know, feeling content and at peace after years of ranting?

If yes please let me know the outcome in your case, so I can at least prepare myself for the next phase.

Ciao for now